Thought or Rant of the day!!!

[Cdls]

ROTD >
Stupid effing retarded meatsuits who DL crap illegally and then wonder WHY they are infected with viruses/malware. I wish stupidity of this magnitude was rewarded with a bullet. Silver lining, job security...these dumbasses will make sure I have a job. Still, I would be happier with them all simply dying off.


TOTD > (or more like moment)
My ears are ticklish. Weird...but just noticed this...of course 5 energy drinks in the last hour may have something to do with that. I also think I hate two of my characters. I hope they die.

[Rebma]

Yet another thing to add to the list of why I intensely dislike Vancouver, and British Columbia-ns in general, and why I would never live there. Sorry

Come on Rebma! I live in a small little town up north, and then I live in Victoria when I move again. British Columbians aren't THAT bad... it's seriously just those groups in Vancouver, just as bad as others in Canada and even those in the states too.
That kinda hurts. But I guess it is a rant... sigh.

It's not meant as a jab towards you Meem. I don't hate people just from being from BC or anything. I get that there are good people living out there, yeah. But I've always just had this issue with BC, and I've always noticed a big difference in the way people from there act vs from Ontario, that I've seen. I know that's not necessarily all there is, that maybe I've just never talked to the -right- people, whatever, whatever. It's just a feeling I've always had and this is just another nail in the coffin, so to speak, about why I could never be there, personally, and why mention of it tends to make me make a face and look away.

[Alladinsane]

Alladinsane....I know you might find this odd....but....please, don't make anything out of eggs anymore. Scrambled, runny, sunny-side up, omelette, I don't care: just.....no more. You'll found out why later.

You realize that ends the Caesar Salads too? I know things about eggs....sit down honey and its time we had a talk.

[Meem]

Yet another thing to add to the list of why I intensely dislike Vancouver, and British Columbia-ns in general, and why I would never live there. Sorry

Come on Rebma! I live in a small little town up north, and then I live in Victoria when I move again. British Columbians aren't THAT bad... it's seriously just those groups in Vancouver, just as bad as others in Canada and even those in the states too.
That kinda hurts. But I guess it is a rant... sigh.

It's not meant as a jab towards you Meem. I don't hate people just from being from BC or anything. I get that there are good people living out there, yeah. But I've always just had this issue with BC, and I've always noticed a big difference in the way people from there act vs from Ontario, that I've seen. I know that's not necessarily all there is, that maybe I've just never talked to the -right- people, whatever, whatever. It's just a feeling I've always had and this is just another nail in the coffin, so to speak, about why I could never be there, personally, and why mention of it tends to make me make a face and look away.

Hmm... *rubs chin* You need to visit again then, and let me show you around Victoria. :3 ^^ Vancouver sometimes leaves a bad taste in my mouth too.

[Snickie]

Sunburn sucks.
Sunburn sucks even more when you know you've slathered on layers and layers of sunblock.
Why, shoulders? Why did you have to burn anyway? -whines-
-goes back down to the shore-

[masterekat]

I had to face my worst enemy today: clothes shopping. And not the kind where I browse the mall for skate shorts and graphic tees with my favorite comic book and video game characters on them. The kind where I'm wandering the women's sections of a somewhat fancy department store, trying to keep away from the old ladies who are wearing perfume that smells like dead flowers. Or worse, trying to keep away from the other girls my age who are eyeing all the clothes I'm looking at when I come near and, in my mind, are looking at me like I'm shopping to cross dress. And all the while I'm looking for the shirt that looks the least like a paint-monster took a rag and threw up on it, yet still somehow manages to fit me.


*sigh* Have I mentioned that I don't like buying or wearing women's clothing? I'd be much more confident if I could choose from anything in the store, not just half of it. But alas...I'll live the majority of my life in the 21st century, a time when people are still stuck up over this idea called "gender". /rant

Anyway, the good news is that I have a job interview Tuesday.

[Cwalen]

Cdls. The only secure system is, turned off, disconnected from everything, set in concrete and watched by an armed guard who is watched by another. Even then I am not sure.

Over half of the population will give their password to a pretty young thing doing a "research project" and from what I have read that jumps to 70% if you offer them a cheap pen as well, for participating in the "survey"

Stick with the job security, and make sure there is an understanding that you can defend them from everything but ignorance and or stupidity.

[Alladinsane]

Totd: It gets glossed over and I don't know if its based solely in USA, I would imagine that there is some form of it everywhere. But

HAPPY FATHERS DAY


You guys know what you do, endure and the sacrifices made.

I am sometimes reminded...I have just come from the kitchen with a masterpiece of a sandwich, or packet of string cheese, you name it. One of the juniors see's it and all of the sudden they are hungry with their hands out. The next thing you know, you are in the kitchen making yourself a new sandwich just in time to pass through the next room to have the kid(s) ask you if you will go put this empty plate, that their sandwich was on, in the sink 'while you are up'. Maybe a glass of water while you are at it.

Have a great day all you Dads and enjoy your sandwich's,

Be well

[CN]

I am sometimes reminded...I have just come from the kitchen with a masterpiece of a sandwich, or packet of string cheese, you name it. One of the juniors see's it and all of the sudden they are hungry with their hands out.

ROFL. This made me think of my nieces. Any time I'm making breakfast or something else for myself, one of the little monkeys will come up and be all like "ooo, what's that?" me:"monkey guts/spider pus/souls of small children" them:"oo yummy" and so, I find myself without breakfast v.v haha
Guess I can't complain,I do the exact same thing often to my brother. I've warned him multiple times to not leave food where I'll see it. If I come home at night, I eat anything in sight before going to bed and passing out for the next shift.

Happy father's day, Alladinsane.

[Cwalen]

First Sunday in September here.

Bless everyone brave enough to be a father, and especially those that stand by what they bring into the world.

[Armulus Satchula]

This is cantr related, but its more of a random thought.

Sometimes there are things that happen in game that, however small it may seem, really are awesome and make you smile. I love those moments.

[Chroma Key]

Happy Fathers' Day to all fathers out there.

[Indigo]

Over here is March 19, but happy Fathers' Day to those who celebrate it today.

[SumBum]

masterekat: ditto to everything you said. I hate clothes shopping and nothing fits right. If I DO manage to find something that fits correctly, it shrinks. If I buy something a size larger as a preemptive strike to combat shrinking, it doesn't shrink then we're back to it not fitting right. I swear the clothing industry is designed to make women crazier.

[Snickie]

To add on to the women's-clothes-shopping-insanity:

It's a pain for me to find jeans I'll wear anymore. Either it doesn't fit right, or there are huge gaping HOLES in them, because tacky is "in" now in this part of America. Jeans are about all I wear....or, rather, all I like to wear. (I avoid wearing shorts, skirts, and dresses at all costs.) I have five pairs of jeans that fit me now and don't have holes, and it took forever to get that many. Seriously. Who sells decent jeans anymore? It's like I have to choose between them fitting right (because, of course, the only jeans that really fit me anymore look like a hungry dog has been through them) and appearance (if they don't have those holes, it's probably women's, which don't fit me nearly as well). Half of the time I'm tempted to do away with jeans shopping altogether and just wear my mom's jeans even though they're too big and I have to wear a belt with them.

How in the world did this kind of tacky become popular?